Writer(s): Adam Keefe Horovitz, Adam Nathaniel Yauch, Mike Diamond, Rick Rubin
No sleep til Brooklyn
Foot on the pedal never ever false metal
engine running hotter than a boiling kettle
My job's ain't a job it's a damn good time
city to city I'm running my rhymes
On location touring 'round the nation
Beastie Boys always on vacation
Itchy trigger finger but a stable turntable
I do what I do best 'cause I'm illing and able
Ain't no faking your money I'm taking
Going coast to coast watching all the girlies shaking
While you're at the job working 9 to 5
Beastie Boys at the Garden cold kickin' it live
No sleep til Another plane another train
another bottle in the brain
another girl another fight another drive all night
Our manager's crazy he always smokes dust
He's got his own room at the back of the bus
Tour around the world you rock around the clock
Plane to hotel girls on the jock
We're thrashing hotels like it's going out of style
Getting paid along the way 'cause it's worth your while
Four on the floor Adrock's out the door
M.C.A.'s in the back 'cause hes skeezin' with a girl
Safe in the trunk with money in a stack
With dice in the front and Brooklyn's in the back
White boys got more rhyme
No sleep til
No sleep til Brooklyn
No sleep til Brooklyn
Ain't seen the light since we started this band
M.C.A. get on the mic my man
Born and bred Brooklyn U.S.A.
They call me Adam Yaunch but I'm M.C.A.
Like a lemon to a lime a lime to a lemon
I sip the def ale with all the fly women
Limos arenas and TV shows
autograph pictures and classy girls Step off homes
get out of my way
Taxing little girlies from here to L.A.
Waking up before I get to sleep
'cause I'll be rockin' this party eight days a week
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